Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
No Small Children
No Small Children
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lisa Joy Pimentel
Lisa Joy Pimentel
Songwriter

Lyrics

Never been one to like long boring stories, I'm worried, at 40
I can tell you that I've heard a few
And I’m just a little bit worried, that it all this drunken glory
I might come off as a little rude
We all just wanna get loose sometimes, kick a few back so we unwind
Chat it up, meet a friend, ‘cause maybe it's the weekend
Then somebody gets the wrong idea, thinks that they're being so sincere
But I'm out-a here, she's out-a here, we're outta here
Drunk creepy guy, with that sexy look in your eye
Might run the other way or tell ya that I'm gay
Drunk creepy grin, had a little bit too much gin
Just threw up in my mouth a little bit, I don't mean to be a jerk
But you can't take a hint
Never been one to like arrogant bullies, I'm worried, the fury
That this song might create a few
And even though you’re nice, you kinda give me the willies
And it might be kinda silly, but this conversation is through
We all just wanna get loose sometimes, kick a few back so we unwind
Chat it up, meet a friend, 'cause maybe it's the weekend
Then somebody gets the wrong idea, thinks that they’re being so sincere
Written by: Lisa Joy Pimentel
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